Lucius slipped an arm around Narcissa's frame, silently marvelling at how quickly they returned to the compromising position of the other day. Lucius, of course, had no problem with it. He slip his leg around Narcissa's winding them closer together like a serpent on a limb. He kissed her gently.
"What would you have from me?"
In truth, she could have most anything in enough time. But much that was his, his legacy and his confidences would be hers when they wed; perhaps before, but now was risky. Lucius Malfoy did not take undue risk. She could have his heart, but not his tongue.